Chapter 55
Meanwhile, as Naomi’s car disappeared, Grayson immediately walked out of the cafeteria. He casually strolled toward the spot where George, the man who had come to repay a favor, was standing, waiting for Dane.
"Ah, you’re here... huh?"
George, who had turned around with a smile at the familiar footsteps, was taken aback when he saw the unexpected face and flinched, shrinking his shoulders. Grayson looked down at him and smiled.
"Hello, George. How’ve you been?"
"Uh... yeah..."
George answered in a daze, still unable to hide his wariness, as he secretly eyed Grayson. Who is this guy calling my name and acting like he knows me? Of course, Grayson didn’t miss the opportunity. He raised both arms dramatically and called out George’s name loudly.
"George, you’ve forgotten me? I was the one who went into that burning mansion to save Charles last time!"
"Huh? Eh?"
Placing his hands on George's shoulders, Grayson spoke, his voice exaggerated. George’s eyes widened, and he stammered as he struggled to remember, his eyes darting around in confusion. Grayson’s face twisted with a smirk at the sight of George's flustered state.
“Don’t you remember the burning fire? How you cried and struggled, trying to save your dog? I couldn’t just stand by and watch, so I went into the mansion. It was so hot! The smoke was so thick that I could barely breathe, and I couldn’t see anything, but I kept pushing forward, shouting ‘Charles! Charles!’ I risked my life several times just to save that dog! And then you just disappeared! Now you don’t even remember me? How could you be so heartless!"
Grayson, with the dramatic flair of an actor, took a deep breath and sighed deeply, lowering his head. George, who had been listening to Grayson’s outpouring in a daze, suddenly fell silent, sweating profusely and unsure of what to do.
"U-um... uh..."